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FKOPLK ' nF THE FEOi'LF. ! i-«»K Tili. I'..tH'l.i: ! or Titk I'i.opLh! r«»u T-n. pi:t»i»L!.: i OF THK I'hOPLEI KOK THE . EOI'LE ! , I ONLY 51.50 A YEAR! I MiMitiMi: son It is your duty to aid your county paper. t\ e propose publialiiug a j;ooil family paper, and solicit from our ' friends and from the Democratic party 1 iu Stokes and adjoiuiug counties a li- ! bcral support. Make up clubs for us. 1 Now go to work, and aid an enterprise devolcd to your best interests, llead tbe following NOTICES OF THE I'UESS : The lIEI'OTTTEU ANl> I'OST is souiut in policy mid polities, and deserves a libe ral support.— ktii/sville Weekly. The Danbury KEPIIKTEK ANI> POST begins ils thirteenth year. It is a good paper aud deserves to live long and live well.— Daily Workman The Danbury REPORTER ANI> POST celebtates its twelfth anniversary, and with pardonable pride refers to its suc cess, which it deserves.— j\ ews ami Ob server. The Danbury REPORTER ANI> POST is twelve years old. It is a good paper and should be well patronized by the peoplo of Stokes. It certainly deserves | it.- Salem Press. For twelve long years the Daubury ! REPORTER AND POST has been roughing ! it, aud still manages to ride the waves | of tbe journalistic sea. We hope .that [ it wi'.l have plain sailing after awhile. Lexington Dispatch. The Danbury REPORTER AND POST ; has just passeil its l'ith anniversary and under the efficient management of broth er Duggini cannot fail to increase in popularity with ibu people of Stokes and adjoining counties.— Winston Sentinel. | The editorials oil political topics are timely aud to the point, and the general make up of every page shows plainly the exercise of much care and pains- j taking. Long may it live aud flourish uudbr the present management. — .\luun- t lain I otct The Daubury REPORTER ANI> POST has entered the thirteenth year of its ex- ' istence, and we congratulate it upnn the prosperity '.hat is manifested through its columns. To us it is more than au ac quaintance, aud we regard it almost us a kinsmau.— Leuksville tiazette. The Danbury REPORTER A.NII POST last week celebrated its twelfth anniver sary. It is a strong and reliable paper editorially, it is a good local anil gener al newspaper aud in all respects a credit , to its town aud section. It ought to be , well patrouixed.— Stutesville Landmark. I The Daubury REPORTER AND POST has just eutercd its I.lth year. We were one of the crew that launched the RE PORTER, and feel a djep interest in its j welfare, aud hope that she may drift ou ward with a clear sky aud a smooth sui face for as many more years.— Caswell A'ews. Tho Dsnbuiy REPORTER AND POST has celebrated its 12th anniversary. The . paper is souud in policy and polities, and deserves tho hourly support of the people of Stokes. It is au excellent weekly and we hope to see it flourish ill the future as never before.— Winston Leader. Tho Danbury REPORTER AND POST came out last week with a long editorial, entitled, "Our Twclth Anniversary" and reviews its past history in a very entertaining way. Go on Rro, Pepper in your good work; you get up onu of if i not the best country paper in North , Carolina.— Kernersoille News. That valued exchange, published iu Danbury, ,\. 0., tho REPORTER AND ' PORT, has entered upon its 12th nnni- I versary. Long may it live to call tho | attention of the outside world to a eoan- ( ty which is as rich, wc suppose, in min erals as any in the Slate of North Oar- i olina, and to battle for correct pclitietl measures. -Danville Times. I "NOTHING SIJCCEKUK. IJKE SrCCIiSS," DANlil l!V, X. THURSDAY, MAItCH 26, 1885. Ingratitude Revenged. j You've got a nnat little spot hero, ; remarked Farmer Hayes to his friend Mr, Johnson. j The two men wore sitting upon wnod len scaif, trh'iA «t vero placed on either ' side of the rustic porch, that formod u kind of arbor entrance to tho front of the dwelling. The speaker was a spare, little man, with dark hair, thinly sprinkled with gray. lie woro a swallow-tail coat, adorned with brass button.; corduroy breeches, fastened at the knee ; thick, blue, worsted stocking lif» l«j», ! and'a pan oflow shoes covered hisfeit. I His visuge had a placid exprcssin, us ! he glanced first at the aell-kef t garden, wi'h its rows of potatoes and other veg | etablcs ; then out to the little paddock I adjoining, where two cows were grazing; and next over the wide, undulating j meadow laud beyond, his eyes resting | finally on the fir dislaut hills, lie put I tho end of his long clay pipe between j bis lips, and watched the wreaths of ! , smoke slowly ascending from it. I Mr. Johnson was a noble-looking man . his snowy hair and long, white I beiird gave him a patriarchal nppear anco. His countenance lacked that! J acute, intellectual expression which is! jso often stamped upon the visage of a 1 j middle aged "town-man." Ilis eyes i | were thoughtful, but gentlo ; his whole healing spoke of innate goodness. The t few wrinkles, which bad gathered nn j the white, placid brow, had been grtulir- j ally traced there by lime's relentless \ fingers, and not suddenly by a keen, i sharp sorrow. He smoked silently for a few moments, and then repli. d to his ( friend's remark : "You're right; this is a neat little j i spot, Hut I'll tell you what I've been ! i a-thiukin' on, Hayes. You know tnv j | Jennie's agoin' to be married to Robert ' Meadows She's my only child, so of ' | course she'll have all my belnugin's ! | when I'm gone ; but I've been a-thiiiK- j I in', that, soon after she's settled, I'll | have « deed of gift drawn up, and nr.i everything over to her; then there'll be no proving the will, and all that fuss : and the lawyers won't have a piekin' out o' my bit o' property. I shall live hero, and be master just the same. What do vou say to thai, f.iond Hayes !" The old man put a hand on each knee, and #axed into tho other's face, with an expression which said, "Dont you ( think it's a very brilliant idea? " His fiiend took the pipe out of his ! mouth, and shook his head dubiously ; j then replaced it between his lips, and I pazed-fixcdly before him for an instant j ere he answered; then lie said, slowly I ! and emphatically : j "I don't like It." He shook the ashes from his pipe, and bcaan leisurely to fill it again wtMi to- j baeco. j "I never seed a play but once," lie began, in slow measured tone's, "and that was many years ago, when I was a young man. I was in Loudon, and my | friends got me to gotot he theatre to see a grand piece that had been made up , by a great man hundreds of years ago. Well, I went, and the sight o' the | lights, tho gay dresses, and the flash : folks, I shall never forget' Hut it was ihe play that struck me. There was a good old king who had three datigli- I ters, and he thought he'd rlivido the ; kingdom amongst 'em. They was very pleased ; the eldest went down on her knees, and swore how slio loved him ( more than anybody else ; and said as i how be was the kindest, noblest, aud : ! best father that ever lived or words ' suuunat like them. The next said ! about the same, only a great deal more; ; | but I thought both of 'em looked too big and bamlsoiuo and wide- awake ito stick to thair word. The third daughtor said very little ; but 1 thought she was tho nicest-looking of all tho | | lot. The kiug was huffed because she would not own she loved hiiu- So he j divided the kingdom between his two ' eldest daughters. I thought he was a silly old fellow to put tho rcina into | them spirited-looking creatures' bauds. . Rut he did it, aud he rued it. They treated hiui very well at first ; but after a time they began to alter, and let hiui kuow that ho wasu't master. Well, one uight they turned him out of tbe castlo, when there was such a dreadful storm that it was not fit to tuin a dog out; and he who had once been a king, had to roam about liko a beggar. The poor man went nearly crazed. 1 al- 1 most forgot bow it ended ; but I think they was all killed at last.'' "Aud what has this to do with what I was saying J" inquired Mr. Johnson, \ testily. "I was talking ab-uit deeds of gift, aud not plays." The other began to snn^o —puff— puff. After a few minutes tho full meaning of his friend's words dawned slowly upon his mind. "Well, I was a-tbinkinga-i how, when Jauc gnt posossion of the house, she might maybe, after a bit, Mm you out, j as the king's daughters turns.i liim out Keep the reins in your owu han ls, man— ! you can draw tlieni tight, dr let them j loose, when you please ; but 'ilou't give j tbein up till you dio. Thnv > my ad vico, friend Johnson." 4 There t> (.'little- ii>, ' I the other's eye-, as he ropliv"t^ "You don't kuow my Jeuiic: she's) thu lovlii-st, best, aud trui sij ,:irl that J ever lived. She: would never vr-ni_r l.er I father " Iu tho meantime Jennie and her lover j were in the orchard, at the b".e.!t of the house, slowly walking up aud down tin path between the trees. Tbe moon was brightening iu the ! purpling sky. and the eveningH i glim mered faintly. "When two nioic diys have passed, J you will be my wife !" The young man looked ilowh loving | ly into the shy, dark eyes rained to his,' and clasped the hand that rested on his ' arm. "I am so glad, Robert, that I sinll i | not have to leave my homo," she said, [after a pause; 'fori was born here, | and here my mot her died. It was very 1 kind of father to propose that w should j j live with him. Now, yon can kerp all | ! the money in the bank that you have ! been saving so long to buy furniture with, and if we are careful we shall I Soon adtl some more to it." 1 "Your fattier is very good, Jennie ; ' we must be kind to hiin." | The wedding-day arrived. Mr. Johnson was place ] iu the sct | of honor ; lie moved anion g the guests, I with a kind word atil clicory greeting j for all. Jennie was a blooming, bourne bride, anJ seemed proud of b ( cr 1 HI band. Jennie wai installed n? housekeeper in her father's home. After a time, j Mr. Johnson, presented his daughter with the deed of gift, and the young people were formally acknowledged as master and mistress of the far.u, with the understanding that Mr. JOIMI. urn was to resido with them. All wont well for A time. Then gradually there camo a change over the serotio atmosphere of the dwelling, and the old man became conscious that he was no longer treated with courtesy, uor i his wishes respected. "Would you mind sleeping in tho ! back bod-rootu for a few weeks !—we j have a visitor coming!" said Jeiiuic, i one morning, about six months after the j . weddiug. j The old man stared in gr at sur i prise. "Why can't tho visitor go into tho : back room ho asked. ! "Oh, it's such a little, poky place! I don't mean that exactly - 1 ' she ex , claimed, checking herself in confusion. | "Tho room is very elean ( and thoro is I j really a beautiful view from the window, I and a good feather bed. Hut Miss Martiu is very particular ; she has such a grand home tliat we cannot put her i | anywhere." Mr. Johnson leisurely cro sed his j legs, put his newspaper on the table, ' ( took his spectacles off, rubbed them,put them ill the case, aud tiic£rf)Mri; re joined : * j "If there i« such a fine view from the ' window, your visitor may enjoy it, and she can sleep on the feather bed. I've | slept in the front room fivo-aud-forty ■ i years, and I ain't a-going to be turned | ' | out now. If Miss Martin aiut satisfied 1 with tho accommodation, she may stay away !" ] "Stay away indeed!" fired Jennie, | ' | "It's just liko vou, father. I call you j i very selfi.-h." She hastily left the rooui, shutting 1 tho door with a hang. The old man took up tho newspaper, ' I but the words ran iuto one another, for 1 | large tears gathered in his bright, gray j eyes, and his lips quivered painfully. j ' Miss Martin cams, and informed Jen- j ' ! nie that her father was tho most I aristocratic-looking guntletuau sho had ever seen ; but during her stay Mr. 1 Johnson was subjected to many flights, as Jennie and her husband were as ham- ;l ed of some of his old-fashioned ways. ( One evening Mr. Johnson returned | | from tho village, where lie had spent ( the day with a frieud. Ho walked Icis- | , urely up the gardon path ; but suddenly paused, aud uttered an exclamation of v astonishment. i I A lino hawthorn tree, which had stood near the house, and had been full of I pink blossoms in tho spring, lay upon the gioiiud. On examining it, ho dis i covered that it had been cut. off near j the root.». lis turned hastily to enter | the house'by the front door, wlion he : observed that tho uioutiily rose tree, I wiiich had twined the porch and been | full nf bloom all summer, lay across the garden path, cut into a number of piec les, and an attempt had beeu made to dig it up by the roots. '•Robert' Ucib ri!" cried Mr. Joliti- I ""i*r '•Whiff** th« rtlalff " queried a vmco ! from an inner room. [ "Who's been cutting them down cried the old man, exeitodly, entering the apartment, and waving his hand to wards the garden. '•1 have," answered Mr. Meadows, i complacently. •'Why did you do it "Uocause 1 chose to." "There, don't ijuarrel," said Jennie. "It's all my fault, tttthcr. The haw ' thorn tree w:i- close to the parlor win dow, and made the room dark—so 1 asked Hubert to cut it down. The rose | tree is not much good; we are going to have a liner one put in its place." | "That hawthorn treo your mother set with her own hands, and '.he rose treo I j planted on tho day you were born. Your mother loved them both, and heav en forgive you for what you have done!" lie turned away, ascended the stairs, | entered his own room, and closjd the door. "If Farmer Turner calls, just send round for me, will you, Jennie !" asked Mr Meadows, one morning, at break fast. "lie's coming to look at old Bot tle." '•Yes, I'll send," replied his wife. "What's the matter with '.he sow inquired Mr. Johnson. "Oh. nothing," replied tho young man. "I'm going to sell her." "Sell her ?" repeated the other. "Yes; she's old, an 1 don't give mush milk. I'm going to buy a young one |in her place. Jennie's been eauiplaiti i ing of the butter for a long time ; it ) don't come up to our neighbors'." "Hut I won't have her sold !" cried the oIJ man. angrily. "You have nothing to do with her: she is mine, and 1 shall do as 1 like," rejoined tho other, haughtily, as he roso to leave the room. Mr. Johnson turned to the window, without uttering another word A few hours later he saw l'armor Turner's uian driving old liettio cut of tho yard. "Ah, it's the one she used to milk!" he soliloquized. And teals gathered thickly in his eyes, as ho watched his late wife's fav orite cow driven by a stranger. "Here's a letter from my sister J ano,' rcmaiked Mr. Johnson, Jtie afternoon, to his daughter. "I'onr thing! her husband has been dead only two months. The bailiffs have sold her furniture : she is destitute, and is staying with a neigli | bor for a few days, and then she don't | know where to goto. I'oor Jane!" [ musod tlie old uian, as a dreamy look I came into his eyes and his thoughts le ! verted to the past. "She was a pretty girl when she was young, and many a handsome fellow came after her. liut she took no heed to any, except Tom Jones, who becauie her husband. Then [ she had such a pretty, blue-eyed child, with soft, giddon hair. Shu lived to be six years old an 1 then died. 1 thought Jane would have broke her heart Tliea her son grew up to be u line man, and was a-going to be married in a week. Hut ouo morning he tried to stop a horse and wagon that was a-ruiining aw- 1 ay, whin :he Imrso threw him down, tl.e wheel went over his head, and hew us killed on the spot. And now her hus band's gone, and she's left homo. I'oor Jane !" "Hasn't she any money to live upon?" inquired Jennie "No, and I've been a-thinking weM better havo her hero. Slio can't i starvo." "Have hor hero "' repeated hisdaugh- ' ter, in aMonishiueut. "What can you be thinking about, father f There's : plenty of us to keep already." She broke her cotton with a jerk, and threaded her needle impatiently. '■We're going to have company this afternoon," resumed Jennie, after u pause, in a conciliatory tone ; "and as they aie very fine people, I think you'd better have your pipe lu tho kitcken, father. You would not enjoy yourself with us. •'Very well, my dear," he answered, | i quietly. He put his slippered feet on Iho fender, and gazed over his gold-riui ined spectacles iuto the blazing file, I "I've been a thinking, my dear," here- ; sumcd, quietly, after a pause, "that there's a little error in that deed of : ' gift " "An error ?" repeated Jennie, ss she j dropped her work, and looked up with a i scared, white face. j "Yes ; I'm sue there's au error. It | wouldu t be pleasant for you, if the j property was to be thrown into Chan- | eery, after I'm gone, would it | "Oh, father !" ( "Well, fetclt'lho deed to me: "I'll j look it over, and set all right." | Jennie hastened up-stairs, aud soon I returned with tho precious paper. | The old man took it m his hand, I smoothed out tho creases gently, read it ! over, and said : | "Ah !it is all one groat mistake!" i Then, with a quiek movement, he | threw the document into the blazing fire, I and pressed it down with the poker. | Jcnuie (creamed; and, dartiug for- J ward, attempted to rescue the deed from the devouring fl onus ; but her father held up his hand sternly, aud said, iu a tone ofauthority : "Stand back !" | At this instant Mr. Meadows enter- j ed. | "What's the matter, Jcnuie ho in quired. "Father, what have you been doing to her 1" J The young man confronted Mr. John son who stood with the uplifted poker J iu his baud. j "1 am master of tiiis liou.te !" cried | the old man ; "aud I'll aliow uo oue to I dictate to me !" i "We'll soou sec about that!" cx-! claimed the other, siieeringly. "It; | you rc going to put on auch liue airs,' I'll have you turned out." j "Oil, Robert"' Robert!" cried his wife ; "the deed—the deed ——" Au hysterical lit of weeping checked | | her utterance. ! "What do yon mean queried her! , husband, with a white face, uud a touch I ' t i of tear iu his tone. "Father's burnt it! ' j "Father is master of his own house, ! ; utid will hive you turned out if you 1 , don't behave yourself !" returned the ' j old man. Angry words passed. Robert declar- ! | ed that he would go to law : he would : : uot be done out of his rights. the house | was his and Jcnnh's. i "Prove it!" grimly retorted hlsfath | cr-in-law. "Y'ou may have your com- I pany this afternoon, Jennie," he con- , tinued, alter a pause, "but it wil! be j your last party iu my house. 1 j j send for farmer Hayes, and wc shall en- j j joy our pipes together this evening, in 1 | the best parlor, a? wc diu before you were married. As for you, Robert, ! : you haven't provided a home for Jennie ; at present ; but you'll have to do so now. ! j There's a cottage to let in the village, | which I think will suit ynu. A month to-day I shall expect ynu to be clear from my house ; and you nccdu't think i 1 shall do any more fir you. What 1 j mean to give you —if 1 give you any | thing at all—you'll have to wait for un til I'm dead. No more cutting down |my favorite trees—or selling my old cows—or making mo sit iu the kitchen when you've go: line company. I'll send for my sister Jane, aud she shall have 'a home with uie as long as she t live-'." Jane, the sister, caiuo to live at the farm-house, aud passed away at the ad vaiiced age of eighty six. Mr. Johnson lived ten years after her, retained all Ins faculties to the last, and lied in his ninety-ninth year. Jennie and her husbaud had to work very hard iu order to bi ing up their , 1 large family respectably. Robert's ' hair was silvery white, and Jennio'si' thickly streaked with gray, and their ! sons and daughters woro men and worn- j en, when the formerly ungrateful coup le were again allowed to take possession I ! of the old farm-house. i Mr. W. D. llowells is authority for the assertion that no womai. who stud- ' ies Greek ever matries. No wonder it | is a dead language. Gen. John A. Logan is being urged 1 by his friends—at least they oall them- I selves friinds—to write a history of tho ' S Civil War. Now is tho time for Mr- s Logan to establish the fact beyond dis pute that he is on familiar, easygoing { terui* W|tl| the English language. Within tho last twelve days in the '' North workingnien to the number of ' 3H,000 have b en re-employed. This; is good news for lliciu aud the country, j | T> : [ rLO'.VCFS (50LLECTION Senile Acco!ii|>lltment. llow sweetly patient and calm aro gentle manners ! Courtesy is often fin est when negative ; when, instead of seeking !o entertain others, we let them entertain us. It is a small thing to be silent, and it is often the kindest thing we can do for a man to let liiin talk.— i lientle respectability puts the shyest and uiost timid man at ease and at his best, and to do that is a finer pleasure J than detailing one's notions and experi cnecs iu tho most elegant and happy I period*. Do nitbo iu a hurry. Em erson says "Hurry is for slaves." Ah! the slaves wlio are bought and sold in in the market-place do not huriy. ]t is the greedy uian, who is free to get and keep all that he can lay his hands upon, who hurries. l do not like to go North, because men there are in su ;h a mighty hurry they cannot bo civil," a Southern man once said before mo.— I am not sure that a finer sense of the sweet kindliness that is one of the springs of gentle manners would not hare softened this criticism, for the sake of Northern women, alone among strangers, who listened to llltu ; but to a candid mind not puffed up with vain glory the criticism is suggestive. No ■ doubt the great prosperity of the North may be partly owing to the push andi. energy necessary to live in it, and dim velopcd by the rigor of lU Arctic wiu-. ters : but tlieru is hurry which is wferc clatter and noise. This sort of liiwju never cccouipames tho great undertak ings of strong tueu, but it is cb'uuEl£r istic of small minds and weak serves. It is rarely graceful 01 graoKUs, and i aKvav-s robs courtesy of its (itiw+sfioyaSj 'l'ln" Prospect o! tie uHi. It is believed that as old age must be i near death, it prepares the *'jl&r that inevliable event. It is not ..(>■, ti'.'ppwcr, iu many case.-. In youth we are.BtUV. j «o near the unstxm out of which wc I came, that death is rather j.tln*tic tku* , tragic—a thing tliat touches all heart*, fb'it fc-. !.,«•!• ii. ntu:y c.iaTv'iiis hero accommodates himself sweetly aud | courageously. And amid alio storms i and burdens of middle life there aro 5 many times when we would fain push I open the door that stands jay, and be- I hind which there is oate for all our pains, or at least rest, if nothing more. But age, which has gone through both j these phases, is apt, out of long custom, to regard the matter from a. different : view. All things that are violent have passed out of its lite—no mevo strong. I emotions, such as rend the Uaart—no great labors, bringing aftcs Uiom the weariness which is anto deaih,.but the ! calm of an existence which in enough, for its uecds, which affords the modern ate amount of oouifort and pleasure for I which its being is now adapted, aud of I which there seems no reason that tliero | should ever be an end. To passion, to j >y, to anguish, an end must ooino : but uicro gentle living, determinated by a frame work of gentle rules and habits why should that ever be ended ' When a soul has got to this rotiroiuent and is content in it it beuonics very hard to die , hard to accept the necessity of dy ing and to accustom one's self to the idea, ami still hardor to consent to car* ry ifout. The Press. It should give us the latest news. It should be a mirror of the world. It should give us tho «vil and the good. It should bring the community atld the world to our firesides, Cute should be taken iu tho use uf language, and aiilj . the world as it is must be faithfully | presented. Hut tho noble, heroic, self respecting acts of men must be sought out, as well as their evil deods, am] held up tor praise and imitation. Pearl* uf Thought. it is in vain for a man to be borq fortunately, if he be unfortunate in his marriage. A wide, rich Iloavuo hangs above you, but it hangs hijh ; a wide, rough world is around you, and it lies very |ow. Tho arowning fortune of a man ii to be born to some pursuit, whioh finds him in employment and happiness, whe ther it be to niake baskets, or broad swords, or canals, or statutes, or songs, A train on the Chicago, Burlington 6 Quiucy Hailroad went through a bridgo near ('reston, lowa, last Satur day, and 7 persons were killed and 1(1 wounded. How stauds your account with this paper 1 NO. 40
The Danbury Reporter (Danbury, N.C.)
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March 26, 1885, edition 1
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